There is a joy trapped within us
Past a certain point, it awakes
It binds together and slowly floats away
The memory remains
The ownership ceases to be
As if another self has walked out
Naked in the cold
Tears are words that need to be written
Pain, the child of love
The bitterness accentuates the sweet
Who are we to judge what should be?
We play out our characters
Our destinies lead us past the curtain close
